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Don't Shoot (feat. DJ Dysfunkshunal)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Don't Shoot (feat. DJ Dysfunkshunal) adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak C-RHYMS tarafından 7 Kasım 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıORIGINS
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AlbümORIGINS
Çıkış Tarihi7 Kasım 2025
FirmaC-RHYMS
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM100

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Inigo Grau Y Garcia
Inigo Grau Y Garcia
Bass
Paul De Smet
Paul De Smet
Drums
Christopher Rheims Van Hessche
Christopher Rheims Van Hessche
Vocals
Noah Gossiaux
Noah Gossiaux
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Inigo Grau Y Garcia
Inigo Grau Y Garcia
Songwriter
Paul De Smet
Paul De Smet
Songwriter
Christopher Rheims Van Hessche
Christopher Rheims Van Hessche
Songwriter
Noah Gossiaux
Noah Gossiaux
Songwriter
Wiebe Hennes
Wiebe Hennes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michiel Van Acker
Michiel Van Acker
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Hands up, DON'T SHOOT
Put your hands up, DON'T SHOOT
Everybody put your hands up, DON'T SHOOT
I got my hands up, DON'T SHOOT
I got my hands up, DON'T SHOOT
Famous last words of an innocent life taken by some bastards
Power tripping with a badge to serve and protect
But resort to neglect and some violence
Heard the sirens, "Licence & Registration"
Showed it on the window, no hesitation
I complied when he pulled me over
Still he dragged me out the car
And he dropped me with his shoulder
Now I'm face down laying with my stomach on the concrete
Hands behind my back, but the cop began to stomp me
"I can't breathe, officer, I can't breathe"
Still the motherfucker started putting pressure with his knee
For all to see, but his colleagues turned their backs
Allowing him to continue his attacks
There I lay, out of breath
'til my eyes turned red
From the top of my lungs
Screaming with what's left
Hands up, DON'T SHOOT
Put your hands up, DON'T SHOOT
Everybody put your hands up, DON'T SHOOT
I got my hands up, DON'T SHOOT
Now what's a cease and desist when you cease to exist
The officer in question gets a slap on the wrist
Your family insists that you didn't resist
Still the department tried to give the story a twist
What's a title of the doctor or a nurse
When the color of your skin turns it into a curse
To make matters worse
Law enforcement lives with segregated vision
So blacks succumb to false positive decisions
It's pawn to move, but I'm pinned by some white knights
Trigger happy motherfuckers shooting on sight
Guilt by association, it's running in the genes
According to the cop, I was looking like a thief
If my daughter asks where I'm at, show the evidence
If my son asks where I'm at, show the evidence
We've got CCTV cameras and some bodycams
Doesn't matter man, still I'm leaving in a body bag
Written by: Christopher Rheims Van Hessche, Inigo Grau Y Garcia, Noah Gossiaux, Paul De Smet, Wiebe Hennes
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